What it takes- I ripped this from Jenn, she let me and promised to help me with it.
The answer to Darla's question
Disclaimer- I do not own Angel or Christian kane
"You never talk about yourself, Lindsey. Got a girlfriend, boyfriend, someone special?" Darla asked him as he bandaged her hands.
Lindsey looked up into her blue eyes. "There's no one "he answered looking back down at her hands.
Darla looked down at him "There really isn't is there?"
Lindsey refused to look back up at her as his mind wandered back to a time where there had been some one special, back to the woman he loved more than life.
Lindsey whistled to himself as the thought of graduating with high honors was filling his head. He could not wait to get out of college, move to Denver or NCY to be a great lawyer. Nevertheless, the thing that made him glow with happiness was the fact that his girlfriend was the motivation behind everything he had done since leaving home behind. She had even gotten Lindsey to keep in contact with the father and siblings he so despised.
He placed the key into the door of the medium apartment he and his girlfriend lived in. He knew she would be asleep, it was late and he had told her not to wait up. He had some last minute things to be done for school. Lindsey quietly placed his briefcase on the table, disturbing Nino the large tabby that they had taken in. Lindsey went into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, shed his cloths until he stood in his boxer-briefs and black t-shirt. He placed the clothes into the hamper; he would do the laundry tomorrow. He walked down the hall a little ways to their bedroom. The light was on and he wondered what had happened if she was still awake.
"Amanda?" he whispered as he walked into the room.
Amanda was propped up a little bit reading a book or she had been, her eyes were closed and her chest was rising and falling with steady breathing. Lindsey smiled as he leaned over to remove her glasses and kissed her forehead. Amanda stirred a little before opening her hazel eyes. A small smile played on her lips.
"Lindsey" she sighed as she inched down under the covers. "I so wanted to stay awake for when you came home. Did you get everything done that you wanted?"
"Yeah I did but you didn't have to stay up I know how tired you'll be tomorrow."
"I know but I wanted to say I love you before going to sleep."
Lindsey's heart leapt then soared as those words came out of her mouth. They had been together for 8 months and never before had she ever said that. Lindsey told her about a month into their very new relationship he loved her, but all that did was spook her so he said that she did not have to say it until she meant it. He stood by the side of the bed as she laughed.
"Okay that is weird I say I love you and you stand in shock."
" Oh no I'm just … I wasn't expecting that is all, so my lovely bed hog move over so I can snuggle with you."
"I don't think so, because you know we won't just snuggle, but you can sleep with me and do what ever you like with me, tonight is your turn."
"In that case, I just want to hold you and kiss you until you go to sleep."
Amanda groaned as she moved over to her side of the bed, waiting for Lindsey to get into bed so she could hold him. Lindsey moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around Amanda. He could feel her relax in his arms, he kissed her shoulder and whispered into her ear "I love you too Amanda".
Completely happiness and the fact tomorrow was a big day for him Lindsey fell into a deep sleep. Unaware of the wrench that was about to be thrown into his life.
Lila sat in a large black suburban as secret ops personnel surrounded Mr. McDonald's apartment building.
"Ms. Morgan the area is secure, shall we move in yet?"
"No give them a few more minutes and remember that woman isn't to be harmed, that is for the bosses." Lila looked over Lindsey's file, he was a brilliant student and Holland wanted him to work for Wolfram&hart.
"Ms. Morgan now?"
Lila smiled "Yes".
8
An Alarm was waking Lindsey for a deep slumber, his eyes opened slowly as the morning seemed to have turned into the afternoon. He reached over and found the other side of the bed empty, he frowned, it was not like Amanda to get up early, but maybe she made breakfast or had some errands to do. Lindsey slid out of bed and looked at the clock, it was 2 PM, the ceremony started in a few hours he had to get ready a go.
"Amanda?" he called in the hallway.
"Amanda?" he called out again. There was still no answer greeting him. Lindsey went to grab clean clothes and take a shower. Maybe she had a few errands to run. Without thinking too much more about it, Lindsey went into the bathroom, removed his clothes and turned on the hot water. He stepped into the shower a minute later. He felt good as if nothing could ever hurt him again.
A half hour later Amanda was still not home and Lindsey called her cell ,she didn't answer ,he left her a message not to forget about the ceremony tonight and left the time they had to leave. Lindsey then called his dad and told him about the ceremony, they talked for a few minutes before Lindsey told him he had to find Amanda.
"Are you going to marry hi Amanda girl Lindsey?" his father asked him.
"I don't know dad, I do love her. Listen I have to go I'll call you tonight" Lindsey hung up the phone just as the doorbell rang.
Lindsey opened the door and found himself staring at two police officers, his heart dropped and a loud buzzing started in his ears as the officer talked to him.
"Mr. McDonald?"
Lindsey could only nod.
"Can we come in?"
Lindsey opened the door wider so they could walk in he lead them to the living room where he sat down.
"Mr. McDonald, we have some bad news Amanda Collin was killed at the grocery store this morning, she didn't' have any information on her except this number and address. WE are so sorry to have to tell you this today; we need you to come identify the body, since her family lives in Denmark Germany."
Lindsey heard the words, in fact he understood what they meant, he just could not get himself to let the information seep into his mind. He heard the officers telling him to call the station later today and come to the hospital to identify the body, and again they were so sorry about this news.
Lindsey sat in the living room staring out into space long after the officers had left his apartment. He was not sure how long he had been sitting here, but he knew he had to vomit. Lindsey went onto the bathroom and emptied his stomach of whatever he had the night before.
Amanda was dead.
Amanda was dead.
Amanda was dead.
"Noooooo!" Lindsey screamed as the word finally hit home, the woman that just told him that she loved him had been killed. He would never be able to have the life he wanted now. Everything he knew was just pulled from him. Lindsey stared at the card the officer gave him. He would have to go identify the body. He sighed as he called the station and told them he could be there in a half hour. He willed himself not to cry, but a few tears trickled down his face. Lindsey leaned against the wall, he slide down and sobbed into his arms.
Amanda opened her eyes, only to find herself not in the bed she fell asleep in. She sat up a little too quickly and searched the room with her eyes. It was a lavender colored room with flowers and candles everywhere. She looked down and saw that she was dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt. A knock fell on the white wooden door, and then it opened.
A stylish woman and man walked into the room, a long with a doctor.
"Ah Amanda, I'm glad to see that you are up a about. I was afraid that drug we gave you would kill you" the man smiled at her as he walked closer.
"Who are you and what do you want from me, and where is Lindsey?" she asked, trying to keep her voice from trembling as badly as she was. The woman walked closer to him and stroked her head.
"Amanda, I'm Lila Morgan and I work for that man over there Holland manners. We are lawyer at a firm called Wolfram Hart. There is nothing to be afraid of; we are going to take care of you."
"Lila quiet smothering the girl, listen Lindsey isn't here nor will he becoming here, you see I want Lindsey to work here for me and you just got in the way. WE took care of him though. However you will have to stay here for awhile."
"You can't just kidnap people in them idle of the night" Amanda backed away as the doctor walked closer to her with a syringe flashing at her. Amanda tried to move away but two people grabbed her arms and held her still as the doctor gave her an injection.
"No! No please No get away from meeeee!" Amanda begged as the drug started to take its toll on her. Her eyes felt heavy, as she needed to sleep. She slumped down and her body relaxed. The doctor checked her vitals and smiled.
"She's out for the next few years. I have me specialist to make sure she doesn't lose muscle mass or the use of he body when she walks up in a few years."
"Good very good doctor now on to the next part of the plan. Lila have her taken to the center and report back to me on the Lindsey McDonald plan."
"Yes sir" Lila answered as she watched the doctor and his specialist take the girl out of the room.
The next couple day for Lindsey were the worst, after identifying Amanda's body, he had went into a raging fit. After he got home, he destroyed the house. After the funeral, he cried.
Lindsey was a broken man one more with no life or purpose until Holland Manner came along. The minute he offered Lindsey a job, Lindsey fully accepted it and signed on the dotted line.
Lindsey had also learned how to shut off his emotions that was something he was always good at.
Now
Darla stared at Lindsey as he told her how he ended up at Wolfram hart.
"Lindsey, you aren't a bad person like you think and I'm sure Amanda didn't think you were either. And after working here for so long, didn't you think that the story the officers gave wasn't a tad off?" Darla asked him.
"What do you mean? Like that, was just a ploy to get me here? No I saw her riddled with bullets in the morgue, she was dead," Lindsey told her as if he was closing the subject. Lindsey finished wrapping up her wounds then left the room to leave Darla alone with her own thoughts.
Lindsey went into his bedroom, opened up the closet door, reached up and took down a box with a lock on it. He walked over to his bed and sat down; he had not looked at this box in three long years. As he opened it he could hear, the memories just come pouring out like rain. All the good times he had with Amanda, the 2 big fights and the making up later on. He lay down on his stomach on the bed and went through letters and pictures.
He had received one from her parents that he never opened. Carefully he opened the letter and began to read.
"Our dearest Lindsey,
I can't begin to express how I feel about the lose of my daughter , it was like none of my children were meant to live past 20. Amanda was my adopted child and I truly, though that she had a shot. After Kyle died from cancer and Rikki from a car crash , Lisa from Chicken pox as a child … well you can see were I'm going with this. I cannot imagine how you feel. I know you loved our daughter and she loved you so much, even though she may not have told you enough. WE had always hoped that you and Amanda would settle down get married have children of your own. My husband and I want you to know how much we loved you and still do so if you need anything please do not ever hesitate to call us.
Amanda always spoke so highly of you and she would get this look whenever she was asked about you. I remember one day telling us you were the man she was going to marry. I was so happy she felt that way.
I heard you did not make it to the ceremony and I know she would have wanted you to go. I hope you become he very man that you wanted to be. I have to stop now before this letter is too blotched. Do not forget us Lindsey.
Love Ted and Michelle Collins.
Lindsey could not read the letter anymore something was blocking his vision, he blinked and tears wet the letter. He was glad he did not read the letter earlier. He heard the bedroom door opening to see Darla standing there. She walked over to his as he flopped his head down and sobbed silently. It was as if he was reliving the whole thing in his mind. Darla sat down and began rubbing his back whispering to him how it was going to be okay.
However, was it really going to be okay?
I hope you liked…. I'm not sure how to bring Amanda back.